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Chapter III.—From the Ashes of the Dead.-2
For the moment Jean did not know what to think, and then she exclaimed delightedly, “Oh, yes, do ring him, Basil! What a brain wave! Of course, he'll be terribly interested.” So Larose was rung up, and a short but animated conversation proceeded between him and the Colonel. Then the latter returned to his wife, looking very pleased. “He's coming, dear,” he told her. “He said he'd be here by two o'clock.” She was with her husband on the gravelled drive in front of the house when Larose arrived, and he gave her a warm and friendly smile as he shook hands with her. No anxiety there, she thought in great relief, and so he had had nothing to do with the gamekeeper's death. Somewhat to her surprise, it was her husband who seemed nervous while he was expressing his thanks to Larose for coming.
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